Catastrophe Containment Facility
Chapter 753 - 743: Imbued Sword Technique

Chapter 753: Chapter 743: Imbued Sword Technique

Xun Ying led Wen Wen to an activity room inside the high-rise, where several small swords flew out and attached themselves to the surrounding walls, their faint Sword Qi enveloping the room.

Now, the room was completely isolated, and outsiders couldn’t know what was happening inside.

"Stay in this room with me for five hours. You’re free to do whatever you like as long as you don’t go out,"

After instructing Wen Wen, Xun Ying plopped down onto a sofa, staring at the ceiling with a vacant gaze.

The tiny Capital Feng Ghost God crawled out from behind Xun Ying, prodding his temples with filthy language nonstop.

But Xun Ying was expressionless, seemingly without any emotion, indifferent to whatever the Capital Feng Ghost God was saying.

As long as one’s mind is at peace, even if there’s noise in one’s ears, tranquility remains.

Wen Wen stood by the door, rather awkward. It seemed that Xun Ying just wanted to use him to avoid the Vice President of Heavenly Pillar, but Wen Wen didn’t know what had transpired between them.

Every superpower user has their own story, and Wen Wen had no intention of prying, just a touch of curiosity.

The Vice President, normally as cold as ice, seemed to transform into someone else in Xun Ying’s presence.

In Wen Wen’s mind, he could easily imagine a saga of love and hatred spanning over a hundred thousand words.

Moreover, the Capital Feng Ghost God and Xun Ying also had an inexplicable CP (couple pairing) vibe. Perhaps, they too had their own story?

It wasn’t that Wen Wen wanted to think about these disrespectful things; it was just that sitting in a room for five hours was unbearably boring.

And with Xun Ying right there, it wasn’t appropriate for him to take out his cherished collection of novels...

What if Xun Ying took a liking to his collection and decided to take it away?

Yet, after enduring for an hour, Wen Wen couldn’t hold back any longer and tentatively approached Xun Ying, rubbing his hands together.

"Um, you did say you would give me some guidance. Could you possibly mean it even a little bit?"

Xun Ying, expressionless, swayed his rocking chair slightly: "You can only use the Sword of Intent, to reach a higher realm, you still need to practice diligently. Remember, biting off more than you can chew will get you nowhere."

Seeing the rocking chair’s movement, Wen Wen swiftly took out a salted fish’s special rocking chair from his Space Ring and invited Xun Ying to sit on it.

Then, pinching two fingers together, he said to Xun Ying with a teasing grin, "I’m not that greedy, just a little bit of guidance will do, anything’s fine."

"Wahaha, Mr. Xun, you’re such a miser. When you’re at home, do you always use your finger to pick...," the Capital Feng Ghost God didn’t finish speaking before Xun Ying flattened him with a palm strike and pinned him to the wall with a small Jade Sword.

Then Xun Ying pinched his fingers together, and a phantom sword shadow appeared between them. He flicked it gently towards Wen Wen, and the sword shadow drilled into Wen Wen’s brain from his forehead.

"This is the Imbued Sword Technique, go meditate on it,"

Afterwards, Xun Ying sat on the rocking chair, leisurely swaying back and forth.

In truth, even if Wen Wen hadn’t spoken, Xun Ying would have taught him the Imbued Sword Technique.

For one, Wen Wen had significantly raised his standing with the members of the Xun Clan during the Sword Qi Crystal incident.

For another, he had called on Wen Wen to bail him out this time, using the excuse of giving Wen Wen guidance. If he didn’t teach something, he feared it wouldn’t be easy to fool the Vice President of Heavenly Pillar.

Despite the Vice President’s tender demeanor in front of Xun Ying, he was well aware that her true nature was that of a strong, sadistic, and obsessive woman.

If she were angered, even Xun Qing’s scalp would tingle.

Of course, the main reason was that Wen Wen himself possessed the necessary talent, which was why he was willing to teach him.

The Xun Family never minded spreading their swordsmanship to outsiders, but apart from the members of the Xun Clan, very few others achieved significant success.

Therefore, over time, the only representative of the Capital’s Sword Dao remained the Xun Family.

Among the younger generation of the Xun Clan, only a few have mastered the "Sword of Intent" or sword techniques of equivalent level, and either they were older than Wen Wen or their strength fell far short of his. Therefore, in Xun Qing’s eyes, Wen Wen was seen as a talent worth cultivating.

Just like when he acquired the "Sword of Intent," the Imbued Sword Technique was directly imprinted in Wen Wen’s mind, all details etched into his memory, including those nuances that couldn’t be conveyed through books.

The Pervasive Angel could instantly augment the Evil Light Angel’s strength by two levels; Xun Ying had the ability to etch every detail of a skill into Wen Wen’s mind, a feat only a Catastrophe-Level Expert could achieve. In a sense, they were Deities walking amongst mortals.

The Imbued Sword Technique was not primarily used for combat; instead, its main purpose was to nurture the longsword.

Once a swordsman obtained their own sword, their strength continued to grow, and to prevent their longsword from being left behind, the Imbued Sword Technique was developed.

As long as one diligently studied it, their personal longsword could accompany them forever, possibly even surpassing the swordsman themselves.

Having received the Imbued Sword Technique, Wen Wen immediately summoned the Blood River Sword and began attempting to use the Imbued Sword Technique to nurture it. After studying for over ten minutes, Wen Wen entered the zone, prompting Xun Ying to nod in satisfaction.

The Capital Feng Ghost God wanted to cause trouble beside Wen Wen but was held down by Xun Ying, who absentmindedly twirled his leg in circles.

Although having such a small clone around was annoying, Xun Ying felt rather pleased when tormenting it...

...

Dark clouds covered the sky, making the air feel oppressive.

At the Dragon Pond Villa, the Purifying Angel followed an elderly man with the utmost respect, bowing.

The elder wore a golden crown and his face was lined with wrinkles, with two age spots slightly smaller than coins on his left cheek. His eyes were as still as an ancient well, yet they made the Purifying Angel feel greatly pressured.

Angels were messengers of the creator, and the elder before them was the creator’s regent in this world, which meant the Purifying Angel had to obey the old man’s commands.

He was the Pope of the Creation Church, simultaneously the de facto manager of the Glory Church, Charlie Crestus.

Charlie had been staying at Dragon Pond Villa for the past two days. Since his arrival, no Cicadas had attacked Dragon Pond Villa.

Not just Dragon Pond Villa, but the activity of Cicadas across Liaozhou City began to diminish significantly, as if they feared the elder who had yet to make a direct move.

"Lord Crestus, Maya Mi from Xihong City has not made a move for several days, and I’m somewhat concerned..." the Purifying Angel asked softly.

Charlie spoke slowly, "No need to worry. Those who betray the creator will taste the bitterness of betrayal. The holy war will be victorious."

"Also, your orders from three days ago to pull back the forces deployed in all the churches across Menxia Province... This will allow the Cicada Ancestor to recover strength rapidly..."

Then the Purifying Angel hesitated before asking, "I would like to know the reason why you withdrew all the forces from the churches of Menxia Province to Xihong City three days ago; this will allow the Cicada Ancestor to quickly regain strength..."

Charlie gave the Purifying Angel a glance that sent chills down his spine.

"Don’t ask questions you should not ask... You only need to believe that in the end, the holy war will be victorious."

With a wave of Charlie’s hand, the dark clouds in the sky began to swirl and eventually opened up a gap.

Golden sunlight streamed through the gap onto Dragon Pond Villa, shining on Charlie’s aged face and causing him to smile slightly.

When you get older, you indeed need to bask in the sun more.